Rogue. It’s exciting. It’s adventurous. It’s “a handsome rogue.” It’s “She’s gone rogue!” Oh my goodness, what is she going to do next! It questions the norm in its actions. Typical artists… to love this word. However, rogue is for everyone. It’s unplugging from the matrix. It’s connecting. Are we stretching the definition a bit?

This little cutie has gone rogue. We know. You didn’t think that this is what rogue looked like. Stretch your mind a bit. It’s a wonderful rainy school day. These children have made a lovely morning tea party… on a school day. Yikes! Rogue! I warned you.

For the moms – green tea. For the kids – chocolate chai (decaf). For all – black berries and rasperries on top of coconut cream.

This or Die. A place where you can see art, feel hip AND get your hair cut.

And like, that really cool tattoo artist kind of art. All fantasy and delicate.

Even the rain boots are celebrating this rogue outing with their purple and gold colors.

No, the salon is not enough. While the haircuts commence, we need to go buy coffee… and tea… and hot chocolates so we can have a haircut party.

The excitement of the hairbrush! So many beautiful colors on one head of hair.

Here’s something we do when going rogue. Going on adventure? Throw a sketchbook at it. Oh, and don’t forget the drawing tools like we did. There is no perfect in going rogue. No map. Sometimes you have to wing it and borrow a number two from someone. And we just want to say the grown ups were drawing, too. Just have to say.